الأربعاء، 18 يوليو 2012

chapter 42

-LAYAN-

when we said our goodbyes to ahmed we hit th road

it was already dark outside '9 pm

i could tell it was gonna be a long car ride home because we were in the middle of nowhere


in the car ride faisal drove and fahad sat next to him.

they were both quiet as reem started crying and fussing over my injury

reem:"fee dam ga3d yanzil min 5ashmich, and and why are you holding-"

i gave her the ill tell you later please not infront of faisal look.

she stared at my tummy.

but reem was not sensible at the moment and started freaking out.


reem:"THEY ACTUALLY HIT YOU?!!!!"

faisal pressed break.

fahad:"shit man, were in the middle of the road, swerve"

faisal shot him a look.

but obeyed

when he swerved to the sand he turned to me. he saw my hand before i moved it from my stomach

faisal:"raf3ay your shirt layan"

reem gawked at him

he sighed

faisal:"fine well take you to the hospital then"

we fought over this

but he won in the end, cuz

1. he was faisal

2. he was right

3. he was driving


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we got to the hospital and i went in the room, the nurse said only family members aloud in the check up room

faisal looked at the ground and reem crossed her arms.

the nurse went to the system to check if any of them had any blood relations with me or stuff

faisal raised his hand, before the nurse said anything

faisal:"fahad will go in because i know well never get anywhere if reem and i get in"

fahad looked surprised but the doctor didnt say a word.

fahad and i went in to the room and the doctor examined me.

i really didnt want to take off anything but the doctor made me pull up my shirt, it was just bruised but i felt dissy.

i looked at fahad who looked worriedly at my bruise and i gave him a tiny smile, that made the blood come down

the doctor asked me to lay down and went outside to call the others in.

doctor:"shes lost alot of blood from her frequent nose bleed. were going to patch it up, but we need a transfusion, from a family memeber"

he looked at me and asked me if any of them were a part of my bloodline.

i shook my head.

faisal twiched.

he told the doctor that he wanted to talk to him and left

fahad and reem were going to go get some food for me and stuff. so they left.

my nose was still bleeding.

i fell asleep.

when i woke up everyone was there.

and they told me i was reasy to go.

my nose stopped bleeding and all.

faisal told me that the doctor kan im5arif and that the blood they needed didnt need to be from family.

we got in the car and went home.

we took fahad home first

then we dropped reem off

reem gave me a huge hug and asked me to talk to her for a second.

faisal just stayed in the car.

reem:"layan, please dont trust faisal.. hes a horrible person"

my eyes opened wide.

me:"reem, how could you say that after everything he did for us today?"

reem:"your right... im sorry"

me:"just give him a chance please.."

she gave me a weak smile and a hug.

i went back into the car and i stayed in front this time

he could sense my sudden change in mood
faisal:"layan? "

me:"its nothing , its ok"

faisal:"i dont know whats going on with you two , but layan, reem will always be there for you, shes a good friend"

if only he knew what she said.

i gave him a small smile.

thanks.

he took his hand off the gear shift and withought looking he slipped it inn my hand.

SHOCK

I stared at our hands together, he glanced at me

faisal:"if you want me to let go then its -"

he started taking his hand away bas i cut in

me:"no its ok"

i held on tighter.

he glanced at me and gave me a small smile

but he still took his hand away anyways,

i sighed.

way to go layan.

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when we got home.

i went staright to my room when i remembered it was friday!!!!

i changed into my sweat and went into the living room.

he forgot too

i went to his room and knocked the door

no reply

i knocked harder

i banged on the door
.

here goes.

i opened the door slowly to find no one

bas now i knew where he was at least from the sound of the shower.

i started to make my way out of his room when the sound suddenly stopped and he opened the door.

i turned to look at him

faisal:"layan are you ok?"

NO I WAS MOST DEFINITELY NOT OK

he was dripping wet and he was only wearing a towel to cover his lower half.

he looked at me worriedly and i just stood there like some maniac struck by thunder

me:".i uhh." i just turned and rushed out of the room.

my face was bright bright red.


when i was out of his room i made a run for the kitchen.

i went in and started giggling.

i was mortified.

this was so embaresing.
i stopped giggling when i realised how much of a fool i made myself infront of him.

he probably thinks im a psycho.

i took out a chocolate bar and water and went alll the way back to my room.

negative side? my room is the farthest from the kitchen, and i would have to pass both the living room, go up the staris and pass faisals room in order to get there.

sadly i didnt even make it to the stairs.

as i reached the stairs i saw him above me.

at the last step.

he looked worried.

ya, cuz i just acted like a psycho

this was pathetic, it was a painful moment.

faisal:"layan, are you ok? "

i nodded :"ya ofcourse why wouldnt i be?"

faisal crossed his arms looking at me curiously

faisal:"then why did you run away from me upstairs?" he said trying to not smile.

my face went red

me:"um........ i have to get the chocolate"

i started to back away but he started to decend the stairs slowly.

and his smile started to show. he kept coming closer

faisal:"its in your hands"

i looked at it.

me:"i meant-"

faisal:"the truth" he was now standing in front of me with his white shirt and a and f sweats

me:"you know what? when a girl runs away, its for a reason! maybe i dont want to tell you, maybe its embaressing, youll just think its funny and-"

faisal:"i wont laugh, id never laugh at you when your trying to tell me something that matters to you"

he still looked worried but a little hurt

me:"fine, you caught me off gaurd, i was coming in to call you for the movie, and truthfully i expected to see you with clothes on," he smiled :"and when i saw you.. i was surprised,i dont like to see people shirtless"

faisals smile was huge

faisal:"why not?"

me:"because you... dont you see yourself?!!"

faisal:"see what?" he literally didnt even know

me:"YOU HAVE A FRIGGIN SIXPACK FOR GODS SAKE AND YOU DONT EVEN KNOW????? its like your selfconcious about nothing. "

his smile fell
and he looked far away

faisal:"ya well your too busy seing the positive stuff instead of seing the negative, for instance did you ever notice this?"

he started taking off his shirt

i cleared my throat,

he turned around,

and i saw a scar from his right shoulder runny across,

it was long. it ran midway.

he turned his head sideways. i didnt dare touch it. it didint look deep, because it was healed.

it was wide from the begining and started getting thinner by the time it faded at his mid back

he didnt look at me.

he turned around and put his shirt back on

faisal:"i got this when i was in america, i was in a fight, "

he looked at me

me:"well its not something to be ashamed of"

faisal:"but its an ugly scar, and i deserved it"

me:"no, its beautiful, you wouldnt be faisal without a few battle scars here and there"

he smiled.

faisal:"you should go to sleep"

me:"ya i should."

i started going up the stairs and reached his door.



i started walking

when i heard a "LAYAN"

i turned and saw faisal rushing back

he started rushing towards me

faisal:"i know your going to hate me for this someday, so all i ask is that you forgive me"

me:"for what?"

he stopped infront of me in the shadows,

he emerged from the shadows and bent down to eye level.

faisals eyes were all i could see.
just deep black emotion
faisal:"for this"
he picked me up
and he kissed me
and just as abrupt and quick as it began it ended
and he was out of sight. as if i imagined it
i just stood there
i put my fingers to my lips
and asked myself if it was real

هناك تعليقان (2):

  1. I'm dying *breaths* if only faisal was real *sniffs* you're an amazing writer :D never stop this blog is one of a kind ;)

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  2. I was just wondering if we could have a faisal point of view gosh i want to see whats running through his mind! xD

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